Poem by Anna Seward

Sonnet 80. As lightens the brown Hill to vivid green

As lightens the brown Hill to vivid green
    When juvenescent April's showery Sun
    Looks on its side, with golden glance, at Noon;
    So on the gloom of Life's now faded scene
Shines the dear image of those days serene,
    From Memory's consecrated treasures won;
    The days that rose, ere youth, and years were flown,
    Soft as the morn of May;—and well I ween
If they had clouds, in Time's alembic clear
    They vanish'd all, and their gay vision glows
    In brightness unobscur'd; and now they wear
A more than pristine sunniness, which throws
    Those mild reflected lights that soften care,
    Loss of lov'd Friends, and all the train of Woes.

1. Sonnet 87. Round Cleon's brow the Delphic laurels twine
2. Sonnet 48. Now young-ey'd Spring, on gentle breezes borne
3. Sonnet 13. Thou child of Night, and Silence, balmy Sleep
4. Sonnet 53. The knell of Whitehead tolls!—his cares are past
5. Sonnet 5. Ah, thankless! canst thou envy him who gains

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